Consider the coastline as more than just the brink of the terrestrial empire, where sands witness relentless aquatic whispers. In these liminal vertices lie entities unaccounted for by the annals of human historiography: spectral entities ebbing and flowing with the tides, gods hidden in oblivion.
This paper ventures beyond conventional hydrodynamic studies, framing the shorelines not solely as geographic thresholds but as phantasmic interfaces—ever oscillating in a concert of rhythmical chaos. As the ocean breathes, a dialogue emerges, ineffable, understood only in the subliminal consciousness of our collective psyche.
The notion of 'ghosts' in these discussions is not mere superstition; rather it is a contemplation on the evanescent forces and historical residues that harbor beneath the oceanic veil. Their presence, albeit ethereal, signifies a profound teleological inquiry: who holds the memory of waves?